Luyện nghe bài hát U Mad (Young Luxenberg Club Edit)

Ooh I need y'all either
Ooh wanna talk about it
Ooh like I don't, like I know nobody
Like I don't know
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

Oh oh, she gon' be mad right? Ain't too bad, right?
Wanna catch that cab, Take back that bag, right?
I guess she just gon' go buy herself that purse
I'm back on my Chicago shit and this aint you want. Shout out to Lil Durk
I'm the villain, no really I'm chillin'
Tryna these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the ceilin'
Mary, all I need, pussy, money, weed
And all my women in doubles, I'm at the
All I hear hoes callin' out wildin', on the road every day
We everywhere, any day and anywhere that the say
No questions, no questions please, just on knees
Blow, don't sneeze, bitch shut up, don't
Gasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, autopsy said nigga mashed
All praise to Allah, not Ramadan but these bitches
in the party, pull up her skirt, then skrr
Who I forgot her name

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't nobody
Like I don't know nobody, like I don't nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

go another lawsuit
In so much, man I should've went to law school
brawlin', it was all cool
'Til I hit the bartender the bars-tool
I don't fuck with fake dudes wearin' trues
I talked to 2 Chainz and he said, "tru"
I feel MJ, I'm in his shoes
I'm talkin' Montell Jordan, is how we do
Bust a nigga head and I lay low
These niggas ass-water, get the
She really bad, she a photo thot
I hire this bitch, she so damn good at Photoshop
Lexapro got me drowsy than a heart attack
I think they finally they got me where they want me at
I got seven hundred emails in my
What that I ain't callin' nobody back

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I know nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I know nobody
Like I don't know nobody, I don't know nobody
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

I be catchin' too many this evening, God fearin' but God knows I'm on a roll
At the in Paris, still be on the block like a corner store
Ain't my fault you ain't the man, made a plan, man it was
They sleeping on me like flights, I pop a Xan on the way to France
Paparazzi like, "oh that's him!", pour gin, let's get faded
Drinkin' it's no tomorrow, what's today? I'm in the Matrix
Hater, please let me live my life, swear to God I be do right
But if she bad I might hit a bitch in the elevator Ray Rice
Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, it's different
money, ain't nothin' different, gunshots and jumpin' fences
Hold on I'm tryna get loose, please don't get shit
Ask Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye shit lit the fuse
Now I'm on fire, everybody go (sshhh)
Like was you last week? My nigga the fuck was you hidin'?
Like I was on my arm I'm on my side
South side, I'm to start a riot

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Ooh like, ooh like I don't nobody
Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)